In the Silent Town, the blood moon hung high.
In front of one fortification after another, there was a bit of confusion and puzzlement in the eyes of those vigilant dark-skinned survivors.
Because it was already the second half of the night.
However, those werewolves still hadn't shown up, which was really a strange thing.
Because when the red moon was high in the sky, it was the time when those werewolves were the most ferocious. They definitely wouldn't let go of this opportunity to attack them.
But tonight seemed a bit odd.
"Town Chief, have those monsters given up? It's so late and they still haven't shown up. Something's not right!"
The dark-skinned young man holding a hunting gun turned his head and looked at the old man with white hair hesitantly.
The town chief frowned, grasped his scepter, and looked solemnly at the dark night outside the town, saying,
"No, they won't give up. Unless they encountered some accident, otherwise..."
Before he could finish his words.
They immediately saw mysterious figures emerging one after another from the depths of the black fog.
"Be on guard!!"
Almost instantly.
Everyone immediately entered a state of combat readiness, staring fixedly at the thick fog.
Drops of cold sweat fell from their foreheads.
They showed up!
Sure enough!
Those damn beasts definitely hadn't thought of letting them go.
One silver hunting gun after another was aimed at the thick black fog.
"Ow—"
"Ow ow—"
Long howls of wolves came from the darkness.
But after hearing those howls, everyone was startled and looked at each other in surprise.
Because those howls were completely different from the intimidating howls they had heard before. There was not a bit of ferocity and violence in the sound. Instead, it seemed that there was a little bit of grievance.
It was like the sad and aggrieved cries made by little girls who had been violated one after another, telling their misfortunes to the red moon.
"Town Chief." The young man widened his eyes and said, "This howl seems a bit strange..."
The town chief had a solemn expression and said deeply, "Don't be confused by this howl. Those werewolves are full of tricks. Maybe they're playing some trick again. Stay on guard!"
Everyone nodded and waited attentively.
Time slowly passed.
The figures in the black fog were getting closer and closer.
And in the next moment, they suddenly saw a young man walking out of the black fog.
Swish swish swish—
Instantly, dozens of hunting guns were all aimed at Ryan at the same time.
"Wait!"
The town chief suddenly frowned.
"A human?"
Everyone around showed shocked expressions.
Although their skin colors were different, he definitely looked like a living human. But how was this possible? Since they settled down here, they had never seen other humans in this world!
Ryan smiled and raised his hands, saying,
"Everyone, please don't shoot. I'm just a passing doctor. I mean no harm to you. I'm very friendly."
The people around were all stunned and looked at each other.
But they became even more vigilant instead.
Because in this desolate mountainous area, how could a harmless human suddenly appear? Could it be an illusion?!
Ryan maintained the friendly expression on his face and said,
"Don't be nervous. Fellow humans don't fight each other. You can rest assured about this."
The people in the town frowned and still pointed their guns at him, not daring to relax their vigilance.
And at this time, the dark-skinned young man suddenly noticed the figures behind him and immediately shouted loudly,
"What's behind you?"
Ryan smiled and said, "Trophies."
Saying that, Ryan slowly retracted the tentacles on his back.
And in the next moment, when the people in the town saw the figures walking out of the black fog one after another, expressions of horror and shock appeared on their faces.
"It's those monsters! It's the werewolves!"
"Fire!"
With a loud shout.
Bang—
Bang—
Silver bullets shot towards Ryan and the others in an instant.
But Ryan could tell at a glance that they were still using very old flintlock guns. Whether it was the firing rate or the power, they couldn't be compared with modern guns at all.
Ryan took a glance.
In an instant.
He drew out the Night Demon Blade.
Clang—
Clang—
The bullets collided with the blade, bursting out sparks one after another. The silver bullets were intercepted by him with the blade at a dazzling speed.
Seeing this scene, everyone who fired the guns was shocked.
The dazzling swordsmanship formed a pitch-black curtain of the blade, and not a single bullet they fired could penetrate his defense.
Handsome and magnificent.
Domineering and enchanting.
Buzz—
In an instant, the Night Demon Blade pointed at the ground, and a shiny light curtain flashed on it.
Everyone was shocked by that majestic aura.
Ryan curled the corner of his mouth.
"Everyone, calm down."
The people around opened their mouths wide in a daze, and even the guns aimed at Ryan subconsciously lowered their muzzles.
This...
This...
They swore that it was the first time they had seen such a scene.
Ryan raised his head, adjusted his monocle, and smiled slightly, saying, "Now can we have a good talk? After all, peace is the most important thing, don't you think?"
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—
Lefty raised his hand blankly and looked at his smiling head, and then looked blankly at his body with blood spurting out sizzle sizzle sizzle.
She tentatively stretched out a finger to block a bleeding bullet hole.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—
The blood stopped here, but it spurted out from there.
Lefty (ΩДΩ) quickly stretched out her fingers, but there were only five fingers on one hand. She blocked here and there, but just couldn't block them all.
Ryan still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't notice his bleeding body at all, and said,"Don't be afraid. These werewolves are all my captives. You can send someone to check. In their current state, they may not be able to hurt people."
As soon as these words came out, several sharp-eyed young men immediately noticed.
On the bodies of those werewolves behind the human, there were scarlet tentacles wrapped around them one after another, and their states were one more listless than the other, as if they had suffered from a serious illness.
Several werewolves had even lost all their fur.
And not only that.
There seemed to be an indescribable fragrance of night-blooming cereus emanating from them.
Everyone looked at each other.
"Town Chief..." The dark-skinned young man looked at the town chief in astonishment, seeking an answer.
The town chief looked solemnly at those listless werewolves, and then signaled a priest beside him to go forward and check. The priest carefully observed the conditions of those werewolves vigilantly, and then turned his head and said hesitantly,
"Town Chief... It seems that they all have several different kinds of diseases..."
At this, everyone in the town was shocked, and everyone's eyes fell on the face of the handsome young man with a smile on his face.